'I hope she isn't lying.'
With fuzziness clouding my mind, that one single thought passed for a fleeting moment.
But when my gaze shifted to the staggered rise and fall of her plump bosoms, I threw away those doubts.
'Just to be sure, I should pull it out in time.'
I gave in, letting my lust take over my mind. Grabbing my shaft, I aligned it in front of her swollen lower lips.
"Tell me if it hurts too much," I whispered, looking into her blue eyes staring at me.
She scooted closer, loosely wrapping her legs around me, adjusting herself so my shaft nestled against her center. "Just don't rush, and I will be fine," she whispered.
"Argh."
I groaned as my shaft slipped between the tight folds, my stomach tensing, pleasure pricking along my spine.
Christina's eyes rolled back as I slowly slid inside her.
"Anh~."
Moaning, she raised her hands, wrapping them around my head, dragging my face into her bosoms.
She deeply inhaled my scent, licking and biting on my collarbone.
